God, I will never get Elbow's 'Forget Myself' out of my head.Wait, Amy Poehler is in this?
Wait, Amy Poehler died already?
It's cute that Kelly thinks he's David Lynch.
Wallace Shawn: now doing the Sicilian on crack.
I can't believe they gave Justin Timberlake a musical number that he didn't dance OR sing in.
Present self. Future self. What?
What the hell just happened? (A question I asked myself frequently while I was watching Southland Tales)
I cannot take anyone from 'American Pie' seriously as a "Savior."
I'm a pimp, and pimps don't commit suicide.
I actually sort of liked most of it. And clocking in at nearly 2 1/2 hours, that's quite nearly a feat. It's a lot of sound and noise signifying nothing, but it's oddly entertaining in a bizarre, utterly meaningless way. It's completely ridiculous, but I forgive it, on the basis of being so very, very unintentionally hilarious. Folks, it's so bad that it's good.
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